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I am the heart of battle
I am the arm of warriors
My father, he gave me the heavens
My father, he gave me the earth
He who was alive yesterday
He who was alive is dead today
The thunders of wrath and judgement are numbered
And harbored in the earth, so open the gates
The voices travel with the wind – listen, feel it’s power
Fear is not! for in time it will reveal the true powers
The powers and the might of the black divine
The luminescence of darkness
Chaos – void of creation
Chaos – rise
I am the one who comes forth of frost and show
With a shadow cast and soon unveils
The northern darkness glory
I am the angel that never felt
All the mysteries are mine
I lead you to rebirth though death and destruction
Just take my hand
For I am the angel that never left
All the mysteries are mine
I lead you to rebirth though death and destruction
I am the one who comes forth of frost and show
With a shadow cast now I unveil all
The northern darkness glory
Creation – understanding
Destruction – transformation
Renewal – wisdom
Just take my hand
Chaos – void of creation, chaos rise!
Chaos – it is done

Mam znowu doła
Znów pragnę śmierci
Wracają stare lęki
I nie mogę w nocy spać

Ból przemijania
Choroby, wojny, rozpacz
Wszystkie ciemne strony życia
Dręczą mnie ach kurwa mać

Brazylijski serial już nie cieszy jak kiedyś
Nawet seks jest...

Sny które rodzą kwiaty
Wychodza ze swych podziemnych norek
I nucą swa radosną pieśń
Na przekór nocy
A ci co na rogach ulic
Zbierają te ostatnie nuty
Chowają sie do ciepłych domow
Nie dzieląc się
Nie mówiąc nikomu
Dobranoc...

Deconstruction of fundamental nominalism - Total confusion of the self...
(Is this land in God s possession - This land of frost?)
Ultimate consequence shall be death!
No bitterness - just empty shells of human flesh - No creation without a room - No being without a point of reference

...

Its Bubba Sparxx in the streets [2x]

I just hitch hiked my way from Athens to Cascade
Paid homage for three days been written the past eight
I feel I m the last great warrior of written lyric
You can move to Polo Club bitch...

Whipped in the eye by the sand
Malicious have light of day obscured
The sun has burned my skin
Open wounds are licked by sand

To be punished by this vortex of scorn

Wrists and ankles are chained upon this land Drawn through...